What Now? (Book 2) [l. hemmings]

Chapter 11

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Victoria's P.O.V.

I wake up the next morning to my parents coming home.

"Victoria?! We're back!" My dad shouts.

I groan and roll out of bed. Slowly, I stumble downstairs, still half asleep.

"Morning." My mum smiles.

"Hey." I reply.

Wait, should I tell them about Jess?

"Uh mum?" I grab her attention.

"Mhmm?" She replies.

"I want to tell you about the news I revived while you guys were gone." I say.

"Okay.. What happened?" She asks.

"Well Jess.. she's pregnant." I tell her.

"What? Jess? She seemed like such a good kid.." My mother responds.

I sigh, "She is j-"

"I always knew she was trouble." My dad cuts me off.

I turn around and look at him, "Excuse me?"

"And now that this whole thing has happened I don't know if I want you to be around her." He replies.

"I'm not just going to stop talking to her over a mistake. When her family isn't going to be there for her, I will." I state, turning around and quickly rushing upstairs.

"Victoria!" He calls after me.

But I just ignore him.

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Luke's P.O.V.

Today is what I would call one of my bad days. I don't know today I've just been missing Vic.

I've been wandering through the hotel, trying not to cry.

I just sit in the lobby and hope no fans checked in here on purpose.

Just as I think about that two girls who seem the same age as me approached me.

Okay pull yourself together Luke.

"Hi Luke." They shyly say.

"Hey." I put on a fake smile.

"Can we get pictures with you?" One of them asks.

"Sure." I reply.

I take a picture with the first girl and as I take a picture with the second girl, the first one is staring at me intensely.

Thank god, Michael just came down so hopefully they'll go see him.

The second girl thanks me and goes to see Michael. The first girl stayed. I was hoping she would go too.

"Are you okay?" She asks.

I hate when people ask if I'm okay. Especially when I'm not. I just want to breakdown.

I give her a fake smile, "Yea, I'm fine."

"Is it about your girlfriend?" She asks.

I don't know why she thinks it's any of her business, but I tell her the truth.

"I-I don't have a girlfriend anymore.." I choke out, trying not to cry.

"Oh, I'm sorry." She quietly says.